Business has been moribund at my antiques
booth at Somerville Center Antiques.
Now there's a perfectly good word that I don't think I have ever used before.
This slump is probably the fault of a slow post-holiday economy,
and my totally ignoring maintenance and updating at the booth.
Probably more the latter.
Daughter Anne says she'll give me a hand this week,
moving some no-sellers back home, and bringing in new items.
And - because she is both an artist and a good soul -
she has agreed to help me do something with the
walls of the booth, which currently are a dull and dreary,
scuffed and worn-looking cream color. Ick.
What will we do?
I'll let you know after we do it.
I probably should ask the landlord first . . . .